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2026-06-24 11:57:53
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Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance Across The Room
POV: Silver PrestonWoolsey Hall is unrecognizable.Which isn't accurate, because the structure remains exactly as it was when I stood on a ladder clutching tangled extension cords two weeks ago. The soaring ceilings. The stone walls. The tall windows - all unchanged.But the fairy lights are on.All of them.Every string that Eli hung from the upper reaches of the hall while I wrestled with electrical cords below, every warm gold line that Americus directed into place with her color-coded diagram, every connection we tested and corrected and tested again until our fingers went numb.They blaze now, transforming Woolsey Hall at night the same way they did in the late afternoon when the first string came alive and the whole room shifted into something magical.I stop just inside the entrance, my breath catching.The string quartet occupies the far corner, their sound filling the space in the specific way of live music in a room with high ceilings - different from recorded music in a wa
Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance The Winter Gala
POV: Silver PrestonI swore I wasn't going.After the hockey house - after the words that came out too sharp and too true, after the silence that answered the one question I should never have asked - the last thing I want is another crowded room. I can't bear the thought of lights and noise and the very specific possibility of encountering Eli Hayes in a space I cannot leave without making it obvious that I'm fleeing.*You're impossible.*My own voice, still ricocheting inside my chest three days later. Each time I remember saying it, I wince. The accusation had flown out of my mouth before I could stop it, fueled by frustration and something deeper I refuse to name.The memory produces equal parts regret and defensiveness, an uncomfortable combination to carry through a week of American Literature seminars and committee debrief meetings. We've been professionally civil to each other in that specific way two people adopt when they're both carefully not discussing the thing occupying a
Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance Impossible
POV: Silver PrestonAmericus frames this as a team solidarity event.Riley and I both know better.But Americus possesses the particular social force of someone who has never fully accepted that other people's reluctance constitutes a real barrier to anything. By Saturday night, I find myself climbing the wooden steps of the hockey house with my purse strap gripped in both hands like it alone anchors me to the ground.I feel the bass through the walls before I hear it.Then the door opens, and sound crashes over me.Heat hits immediately - accumulated warmth from too many bodies in too confined a space, mixed with the specific atmosphere of a celebration that has been building for at least two hours before our arrival. Pizza. Beer. The general noise of people who feel they've earned tonight. The scent of victory and excess hangs thick in the air.Yale Hockey jerseys cover the walls like pennants. Red Solo cups colonize every flat surface. Above the fireplace, the Bulldogs logo on a ma
Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance Why Do You Care
POV: Silver PrestonEli's expression outside that café has lodged itself somewhere under my skin, a splinter I cannot reach no matter how I twist.It was just a look.His jaw tight, muscles working beneath the surface. His eyes doing something specific - something that looked almost like hurt before he caught himself - before he turned and walked away into the shadows between the Gothic buildings. The way he moved reminded me of someone retreating from a battlefield they hadn't realized they were fighting on.It should not matter.I tell myself this repeatedly on the walk back to Branford, Weston's easy chatter filling the space beside me while I nod at intervals and process approximately none of what he says. The words wash over me like white noise, pleasant but meaningless, while my mind keeps circling back to that moment outside the café window.I tell myself again when I lie in bed, staring at Americus's glow-in-the-dark constellations while she sleeps and the radiator does its tw
Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance Half A Block
POV: Eli HayesI went back to look for her.After the volunteer returned to the event coordinator without a final performer and the exhibition ended on the twins' applause instead, I waited through the audience dispersing. Then I retraced my steps through the side corridor toward the tunnel entrance.She was not there.I checked the corridor, scanning every shadow. The side exit stood empty, the door still propped open as it had been before.Nothing.I told myself she had returned to Branford. That she was fine. That whatever had frozen her at the tunnel's edge had passed, and she'd simply gone home.She did not answer Americus's texts. Americus informed me of this approximately forty-five seconds after I asked, with the specific energy of someone who has been monitoring the situation closely and welcomes the opportunity to brief someone who finally cares to ask.I walked the route between Ingalls and Branford.This is not something I have done before - not for someone else, not like
Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance A Door Closing
POV: Silver PrestonI do not remember the specific mechanics of leaving Ingalls.Whether I walk or simply drift through the side exit on autopilot while my body handles the logistics and my brain stays somewhere back at the tunnel entrance, still frozen, still staring at ice I could not make myself step onto. The memory fragments into disconnected sensations: the weight of my bag against my hip, the echo of my footsteps, the way my hands had gone numb despite the warmth inside.The skating exhibition applause follows me out into the November night, muffled by stone walls and then gone, replaced by the quiet of campus after dark. The contrast feels violent somehow - all that celebration for a performance I couldn't give, all that light and music for a moment I couldn't claim.I find the women's bathroom near the side exit and stay there until the sounds of the event dispersing reach me through the door. Audience voices. Formal shoes on the corridor floor. The particular acoustic of a c
Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance Poison
POV: Silver PrestonWeston Carroway has always possessed a particular talent for making people feel seen, understood, and special.As if they're the only person in the room worth his attention.That much hasn't changed since our junior competition days.I remember with uncomfortable clarity the way
Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance Weston Carroway
POV: Silver PrestonI spend the week after the hockey game perfecting the art of strategic evasion.It requires more energy than I anticipated.I leave American Literature the precise second Professor Chen dismisses class, moving through the side door before anyone can fall into step beside me. I t
Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance We Meet Again
POV: Silver PrestonI've been avoiding Eli Hayes for two full days with the dedication of someone training for an Olympic event in strategic evasion.After he appeared in our dorm doorway like some brooding storm cloud that Americus accidentally summoned through her overconfident bragging about fea
Ice & Ivy - A Hockey Romance Uh-Oh
POV: Silver PrestonThe morning after the game feels like waking up inside someone else's fever dream, where everything carries the surreal afterglow of victory and celebration that hasn't quite worn off yet.I emerge from restless sleep to find Americus sprawled across her own bed like a sequined
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